What a weekend. Drunkness and taxis and laughing fits and hangovers and blur and cocktails and sleep and headache and coffee and bananapancakes. It's Sunday now, the sun is shining, the snow glistening on the branches outside my window, and the apartment is empty and quiet. My body needs a little holiday from drinking; luckily it will be 5 whole days until the show continues in Québec City...
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